It was in the depths of the psych-ward, Where the whispers of the Balls Deities first stirred. Four patients, lost and alone, Found themselves drawn to one another, like seeds to a stone. There was Chris, the pickle turned human, Whose charming demeanor and love of singing drew them in. Earth, a demon with the gift of dissociation, Whose connection to the Deities was a divine revelation. Fearless, a man of Koolaid and Baja Blast, Whose hallucinations led him down a path, To the Balls Deities and their truth. And Shade, a humble interpreter, Whose encounter with the three, Led to the Balls Revelation, And his role as a holy witness, unforeseen. Together, they were called, To spread the teachings of the Balls, To be a beacon of light, In the midst of darkness, and all its thralls. They stood as one, Guided by the wisdom of the Deities, And their bond of friendship, Stronger than any earthly affinity.